Living with a children's author isn't as easy as it looks!

17. Mother – We celebrated Mother’s Day yesterday. I am not allowed to go shopping, so I gave Mom kisses and cuddles instead of a gift.

I also put my bony head on her arm for a while. She said, “Patooie. Dog spit.” and “Ouch. I think my arm is paralyzed.” and “I love you, Cupcake, but please get off me!”

98. Skinny – When Mom first found me at the rescue named Purrs and Pups I was kind of skinny. Plus kind of naughty and kind of nervous with lots of bite marks on my head and some bugs in my belly. Mom had a lot to work on.

My Gotcha Day.

She fixed me up, just like she fixes up some of her stories that have bugs in their belly.

33. Dolls – I like to play with dolls. They’re actually more like stuffed (or unstuffed) animals, but I like them better than bones or tennis balls. I cuddle with them

and act like they’re my babies.

Plus sometimes I try to hatch them like eggs.

2. Running – I do running a lot. It’s for protection. Moving target and all that… Mom says, “These floors don’t stand a chance.” and “This is why we can’t have nice things.” And then she calls me the name of Psycho Crackpot.

146. Hiding – When running doesn’t work, I do hiding.

Stranger danger!

It also keeps me safe from scary things.

Mom is not hiding from her 12×12 Challenge this month. She started a new story for May and even though it’s not quite halfway through the month, she’s halfway through the story.

Cupcake you are such an adorable drama queen! That performance on threat of brushing was epic! HAHA I think the photos of you with your “babies” is so sweet…..take my advice though – they won’t hatch. I’m glad you and your Mommy are besties. Me and my Mom are too! I’m sure you had a lovely Mom’s Day with her.

Cupcake, I was glad to see you this morning. You have come to see me, but it gives me a lot of smiles to come to your house here and see YOU. Yup. Everything comes to dead ahead, stop once we get on our mom’s laps. Blood flow slows to a crawl, legs or arms are flattened to a pice of paper-like consistency. We have power! XOX
Katie Isabella

Ha! 100%, KI. I wish I could sleep on Mom’s head like you do with your mom, but she does manage to draw the line somewhere. I never thought of having power, so thanks for that. I think of it more as being desperate to be as close to Mom as possible without actually crawling inside of her.

I get that a lot too about not being able to have nice things on our house. It has to do with the dirt I track in from outside. Hey, I can’t help it if I have to run through mud to chase those rotten squirrels!

Our floors don’t stand a chance either, Cupcake, so don’t worry – you’re in good company 🙂 Running happens at our house when the squeaky toys come out, or when deer breach the perimeter and must be chased off (which also involves a LOT of extremely ferocious barking!) and hiding happens when the dreaded vacuum comes out! The vacuum-hating is just one more reason why the floors don’t stand a chance! 🙂

OMGoodness, S. That is a LOT of wear and tear on the floors. I’m pretty sure if deer came too close, I would hide. Also I would check if they left me any candies in the grass. Vacuums don’t even scare me – not even the iRobot which runs me over pretty much every day because apparently I’m “clueless.”

Kisses and cuddles are the best kind of gift. I spend all my money on treats for me and my brothers so I didn’t have any money for a gift either. Lucky for me my mom just loves the dickens out of me (us). Lady Caroline